I crave to feel a graceful touch of the sun
a drop of water,a drop of rain
bees to buzz and kiss my stigma
but am in a desert
It's windy and i sway my waist
my life is at the precipice of death
the dust from the dunes suffocates me
i pray but it feels like a palaver
The colours have changed from yellow to brown
am stamped and trampled on
my admirers are disgusted and gutted
because i am no longer beautiful
I want to flourish again
bear the brightest colours
bright as the stars on a rainy night
but am too gloomy to bloom
A Wilted Flower
Bwesigye Laurent
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/15/2020
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Poem topics: beautiful, death, feel, kiss, life, night, rain, sun, water, pray, bright, brown, touch, dust, graceful, yellow, gloomy, desert, bloom, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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